Content:- Moving objects with the synergy- Losing the link with the structure- Agressives elements- Getting back the link- Second time in the room with the link- Combination : piloting + dodging- Environment in a saving room- Piloting a huge element- Element moving without control- Opening the wells of light with a little help from the structure

Instinctive young traveler, with accurate reflexes and watchful in its environment. He is also a sensible and human character. Inside the stronghold, he might sometimes be ackward, frightened, or feeling loneliness.

The years have passed between the first steps of man in the place, and the gold age of the stronghold. Long enough for extensions where first buildings were sacrificed for larger ones. Thus, the stronghold is larger than the size that can be imagine from outside. It settles deep like roots of elder tree, ever profound and mysterious.

Vast and impenetrable, the stronghold lies on a hillock, for all unreachable. Anyone dedicating time to examine it only sees an imposing mass, in the middle of which stand out massive towers. A discerning observer could see that this chaotic city presents some connections between the buildings. One could also notice numerous terrace and balcony that blossom like scars along the walls.

A nomadic tribe travelling in this place discovered star gazing. They choose to settle down, and raised and build a new civilization more and more focused on sciences and knowledge. Their growth evolved at the expense of their humanity: totally dedicated to star observations and knowledge, they start to forget their trivial and temporal conditions. Buildings rapidly overrun the land and the observation spot.

At the peak of this civilization, no one craves for moving away the place. Some don’t even feel any interest in the outside world living. But this place full of knowledge reveals a flaw. Contacts with the outer populations are sparse but vital (trade and various pacts). Knowledge gets traded for food, textile, and other necessary goods not produced or cultivated by the habitant of the stronghold.

Someday, an hostile tribe crushes and conquers the surrounding community, interrupting any trade. Attracted by the stronghold, they besiege it.

Inside, the decline due to seclusion wiped out bit by bit the cohesion of people. Decadence is gnawing this civilization of knowledge that ends up into chaos. Slowly, habitants dies, and a most decide to move deeper into the bowels to end their life. Some hide away in the stronghold. No one survives.

Like an inviolable fortress, the stronghold stays unreachable, nothing passes the wall, and assailant forget slowly their goal. They start to settle in small communities, and life grows around unbreakable walls becoming ruins.